when love dies...
it is a silent sigh..
nobody hears it coming..
there is no obituary
no funeral
no prayers by beloved
it is a lonely death
the most beautiful concept LOVE
dies the most unloved death ...
This blog is dedicated to the most critical factors of my existence and being, my parents and my sisters..especially to my younger one..thanks for everything Dolls..
I have not even attempted to put in words what i hold deep in my soul and existence for ONE MAN to whom i owe it all.. though i was born out of my mother's womb, my psychological and spiritual birth's fountainhead lies in him .. my FATHER - my God, my strength, my reason of existence... my alpha and my omega...
Sunday, May 24, 2009
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by joe....ur words kill yaar!!!!!!!! :(... so v true....
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